Sasee Magazine - June 2017

June 2017

Clothes mean nothing until someone lives in them -Marc Jacobs

Volume 16, Issue 6

June 2017 8 10 12 13 14 18 21 22 25

Sasee Asks an Expert Finding Your Great Hairstyle

by Jacqueline Sarno Read It Review by Nicole McManus Growing Older . . . Beautifully

by Katie O’Connell Sasee Asks an Expert Why Use a Professional Designer?

By Kelly Ryder A Night at the Big Box Store

by Erika Hoffman Discontinued . . .

by Lisa Nelson Sasee Asks an Expert Finding Your Perfect Home

by Monica Vogel Kissing Frogs

by Michelle Paris Sasee Styles

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Sasee Asks an Expert Beyond Flowers and Wine: Choosing a Hostess Gift

by Kerry Minten

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A Father’s Day Fountain of Youth

by Jeffery Cohen

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Sasee Asks an Expert Comfortable and Stylish Coastal Living

by Linda Falls

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Pretty Chameleons

by Rose Ann Sinay Yodel Little Lady Who?

by Linda O’Connell Sasee Asks an Expert Travel in Style

by Alicia Hart, Beth Hart and Lindsay Kirby Dad, Chicken and Sparklers

by Susan Sundwall June Calendar

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Taylor Nelson

April 28, 1954 - May 3, 2017 It is with deep sadness that I share a great loss – our dear friend and co-worker, Taylor, lost his fight with cancer on May 3, 2017. For nearly 20 years, Taylor served as Art Director for Strand Media Group, and to all of us, Taylor was much more than a co-worker, he was a dear friend.

Outwardly serious, Taylor’s friends saw his dry wit that appeared when we would least expect it. His out-of-the-blue, hilarious comments would send all of us into peals of laughter. And while not a demonstrative person, Taylor was one of the most generous souls we’ve ever known – most people had no idea how much this man gave to others with no thought of accolades or reward.

Sasee became what she is today in part because of Taylor’s love for this magazine, and his creativity and style will always be a part of what you see each month. The memory of our friend will live always in our hearts.

Rest easy Taylor. We will see you again one day.

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Cover Artist

Julie Barry

Lady Girl on the Beach, by Julie Barry Julie Barry lives in a small village in the Northwest of England in the United Kingdom. She paints mostly in acrylic and loves to paint children on the beach, vibrant pop art or retro-chic fashion and glamour ladies.

The artist also loves to paint ACEO art cards, still life and portraiture.

Ever since childhood she has pursued various arts and crafts pastimes such as knitting, sewing and cross-stitch. The artist enjoys anything that involves the creative process, and so with the birth of her son in 1993, Julie decided to make a special birthday cake for him. That one cake began a journey to eventually take up cake decoration professionally, something she did for many years.

letter from the editor One of the joys of summer, for me, is being on the beach more.

While I do go when the weather is cooler, the summer is always more fun. Almost every morning I leave my house and head down to get some exercise and enjoy the peace and beauty of the ocean.

This morning I passed a woman I thought I knew and stopped to say hello. It was Mary Schneider, one of the head volunteers with S.C.U.T.E., the local organization that works to protect the endangered loggerhead sea turtles. S.C.U.T.E. volunteers walk area beaches every morning at dawn from May through October, moving turtle nests out of harm’s way and watching over them until the hatchings arrive later in the season. This morning, Mary was waiting for additional volunteers to help her move a new turtle nest to a safer spot beyond the high tide line, and she allowed me to peek into the nest and see the eggs! It was a beautiful way to start my day. As I walked back home to get ready for my work day, I realized how blessed I am. It was just an ordinary Tuesday and a walk I do most every day. I could have walked right by Mary and missed an amazing experience. Each day, if I have the eyes to see, there is beauty in the ordinary.

Because of the tireless dedication of S.C.U.T.E. and other volunteer sea turtle protection organizations, these giant sea creatures are thought to be in recovery. To find out how you can help, visit www.debordieuscute.org or find them on Facebook.

Happy Summer!

Julie’s husband, a self taught painter, saw one of her highly detailed cakes when they first met in 2004. At that moment he saw the artistic potential in his future wife and encouraged her to start painting – which Julie did and has enjoyed ever since.

To see more of Julie’s art, please visit her Etsy shop, artcards4u.

who’s who Publisher Delores Blount Sales & Marketing Director Susan Bryant

Photographer & Graphic Artist Aubrey Plum Web Developer Scott Konradt

Editor Leslie Moore

Accounting Kristy Rollar

Account Executives Amanda Kennedy-Colie Erica Schneider Gay Stackhouse

Administrative & Creative Coordinator Celia Wester

Art Director Patrick Sullivan

Executive Publishers Jim Creel Bill Hennecy Suzette Rogers

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Finding Your Great Hairstyle

by Jacqueline Sarno

I’m often asked, “How can I achieve a great hairstyle? I keep getting the wrong look.”

One trick to finding where you belong in the world of hair coloring, highlights or a cut is to look toward someone famous with whom you can visually identify.

The Hollywood celebrities are working with the best hair colorists and stylists in the world. Find someone with the same eye color, skin tone and similar face shape. My best advice is to keep it moving forward in terms of style – try not to get stuck in a rut. Hair grows, colors fade – you can have an adventure with each passing season. I do!

When it comes to creating our own personal style most people use the same stylist they grew up with and keep the same tired look. I can help you break out of that mold. To achieve your personal best style you have to take some chances girl! Be open, be positive and seek a seasoned professional with a proven track record. It will be the best experience you have ever had. Great hair color and a great cut can easily take off ten years!

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When I’m working with a new client one of the first things we discuss is her comfort level. For example: Does she want to remain super light blonde or is she ready for some strawberry micro highlights that would work well with her creamy/warm completion? Having a clear understanding, setting guidelines and managing expectations are necessary for a positive salon experience.

Having a certification in Hair Coloring is going to make a difference when choosing a color expert. The biggest complaint I hear from new color clients is, “My past stylist did not listen to me.” “This is not what I wanted at all, can you fix it?” I will ask if that stylist has had proper color training, and they usually say they were not sure. Be sure, by asking questions. If the training is not there, the results may be very unpleasant. Premium trained stylists pay for the advance training required to perform advance color techniques. Go to a professional and take a chance with your image. Good luck with your new look!

Jacqueline Sarno is a Certified Hair Colorist and Beauty Blogger. Currently, she is the Owner-Operator of CoCo Salon & Spa located in Myrtle Beach for the past 6 years.

Prior to owning a store front business, she worked along the East Coast for film productions as a freelance Hairstylist and Make-Up Artist for models and actors, as well as an instructor for Redken in NYC. Jacqueline invites you to come and experience her color knowledge at the salon. Visit www.cocohairsalonandspa.com and book your appointment online–it’s fun, fast and easy!

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–Read It!– Nicole Says…Read

Before We Were Yours

By Lisa Wingate

Hardback Release Date: June 6, 2017 Moveable Feast Appearance: June 9, 2017 10

Review by Nicole McManus

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Present day, in Aiken, South Carolina, Avery Stafford has returned home to reestablish her residency. Her father is a Senator and has recently been diagnosed with cancer; therefore Avery’s role is to help her family, while also silently preparing to take on a governmental career. Avery is from a long-line of influential, wealthy people, but now they are forced to face secrets from the past that could permanently damage everything.

In the 1930s, Rill is the oldest of five children, living on the Mississippi River, when her mother goes into labor with twins. There are complications that force her parents to go to the nearest hospital. One morning the police come to take Rill and her siblings to see their parents. Unfortunately, they end up in the back seat of a car with Georgia Tann. Throughout the difficult times, Rill tries to keep her siblings safe and together, but will her determination be enough?

The first fifty pages of this book will rip open readers’ hearts and leave them with permanent goosebumps. Lisa Wingate’s powerful writing makes readers cling to every word. Despite the heartbreaking topics, Wingate provides readers with hope. Readers will devour this book in a day, then pass it along to all of their friends to experience, as this is the kind of book that one lives in, not just reads.

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I have read other books by Lisa Wingate, and I enjoy the style of her books.

However, these two story lines hit close to me. On the one hand, I saw evidence of abuse while I worked in an ER, and it is because of my work history that I became a 24/7 caregiver to my grandfather. On the other hand, while reading Rill’s point-of-view, I could clearly hear my Great-Aunt’s voice telling me different aspects of her life growing up. I realized how truly blessed my family was to be able to stick together through everything. I had never heard of Georgia Tann, but I have researched her “adoption facility” since reading this book. My heart goes out to those children and families who suffered at this greedy woman’s hands. This is the type of book that will stay with you forever.

You should run, not walk, to the nearest bookstore/library to get this book.

Nicole McManus loves to read, to the point that she is sure she was born with a book in her hands. She writes book reviews in the hopes of helping others find the magic found through reading. Contact her at ARIESGRLREVIEW.COM.

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Growing Older . . . Beautifully

by Katie O’Connell

I have a confession. I’m having a love affair: No, not that kind. I adore my husband, despite his never-changing wardrobe and inability to dance. Instead, this is a love affair with me, myself, and I. And though it might sound odd at first reading it’s the kind of love I’ve always looked for but could never find – loving the skin I am in.

A few weeks ago, I needed to locate an item amongst old photographs.

The search involved a step ladder, loading and unloading several boxes, and several hours reminiscing through dusty memorabilia. (Old photos are always the rabbit hole of an afternoon for me.) I couldn’t help pausing over the memories. I admired how curvy I was – in all the right places – during my college years. I marveled at my young, tanned skin while my husband and I honeymooned on sandy beaches.

I felt a split-second pang of wistfulness, and then caught myself.

“You’ve come a long way, baby,” I muttered.

You see, just like the old Virginia Slims cigarette campaign, I’ve changed in these past 50 years. And it’s certainly been for the better. That afternoon spent reminiscing through my memories made me realize something. If I returned to those days, I wouldn’t have today’s sense of wholeness and peace of mind. Back then I may have looked great, but I was a wreck inside.

Photographs taken at the beach? I believed I was fat and unattractive. I never appreciated the health and vitality I had. First job out of college?

I was constantly dissatisfied, always driven by the next promotion or recognition. Jealous of other’s successes.

As I shuffled through the items and mementos I had saved, I recalled “If only…” was often my mindset. If only I could afford that outfit, lose those ten pounds, get that job or promotion or car. On the outside, I looked to have the world by the tail, living a single-girl’s life in a major city. But instead of happiness or gratitude, I “If only’d” my life. What a waste of youthful energy.

Now all these years later, I look at those photos and remember the guilt I felt enjoying a delicious dessert. I recall time misspent worrying over my mistakes and fearing what others thought of me.

Who knew it takes 50 years to become comfortable with yourself?

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I’ve come a long way, baby, indeed.

Last week, as my hairdresser’s blow dryer roared in my ear, I shouted, “I’m seeing a lot of gray. I’m thinking I need to start coloring my hair.”

She turned off the dryer. We looked at each other in the mirror that flanks her station. She gave me that no-nonsense look every wellseasoned hairdresser delivers so well.

“If you want to, you gotta realize something. Once you start, you can’t easily stop. You’ll be coloring every time you come in. If you’re okay with that kind of commitment, that’s fine with me, but realize it is commitment.”

I’d never thought of it that way.

I decided to wait a bit. Maybe some gray isn’t all that bad. Maybe it just means I’ve made it this far and that’s something to celebrate. After 50 years, I know it’s okay to be alright right where I am, and my beauty has nothing to do with that.

Katie O’Connell

is a former teacher turned full-time writer. Her essays appear in many Chicken Soup for the Soul books, magazines, and online sites such as Patheos and Scary Mommy. She lives in Chicago with her patient husband, two “look-out-world” daughters, and an English Pointer who rules them all.

Follow her work at www.heartwiredwriting.com.

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Why Use a Professional Designer?

By Kelly Ryder

What is design? Design is a plan producing the look and function or workings of a building, garment or other object before it is built or made. With that being said, that’s where a professional designer comes in. A good designer will meet with clients and learn about “their world” and what it means to them. How you live and move in the space is crucial to a good plan and your own look. These days it is easy to go buy a look on a showroom floor or the internet and not know why you like it or if it will even fit your space. In my practice, I always spend time looking at what the client has in their home or business, of course we talk budget – and then the scheming begins. Sometimes it is as simple as paint color, or as elaborate as a bath or kitchen renovation.

Whatever it is, a good designer can help you move through your journey and come out the other side with a really great space that looks like you.

My career has encompassed high end fashion, photo styling, metal smithing, framing art and interior design. I’ve moved up and down the east coast from New York to Miami in my 30-plus years in this business. My experience and my “know it when I see it” intuition serves me well, but I’m also aware of the more precise and accurate side to the job. I love including other artists in my design plans on a regular basis, whether it is a great commissioned piece of art, a faux finished piece of furniture, or just that something special thing that I know my client can’t resist. Most professional designers have similar experience and expertise that will benefit you and your space.

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A Night at the Big Box Store

by Erika Hoffman

I needed Blue Coral Wash and Wax. Walmart carries it. It was late. I asked my husband to accompany me because folks who could be typecast in Night of the Walking Dead, Breaking Bad, or Orange is the New Black stalk the aisles of this cavernous building. So, we drove, parked, and entered the gaping maw. It was nearly deserted, sort of spookylooking.

Pronto, I found what I sought.

“Let’s check out!” I announced. Curious George that he is, he started roaming, looking for, well, who knows what. “Ok,” I said. “I need to pick up travel- sized toiletries for our upcoming cruise. Hang out here; I’ll be back.” When I returned, he had a huge gray container that he thought we needed for recycling since our neighbors have them, and I’m the only slob on the cul-de-sac who unceremoniously heaves a huge black Hefty sack to the curb without any container containing it. And yeah, sometimes an occasional Tab can escapes and rolls down the road toward the sewer.

“Ready now?” I asked.

He followed me to the check- out. One person stood in line; he looked like a meth lab entrepreneur. This was the first person so far I’d laid eyes on other than the cashier, an Indian fellow who had the use of only one arm.

When this winsome customer in front of me finished, I unloaded onto the conveyor belt my gazillion packets of mouthwash, deodorant, plastic poncho, toothpaste for sensitive teeth, Q-tips, disposable razors and a myriad of other teensy-tiny products. My husband hollered, “I’ll be right back.” Before I turned around, he’d dashed off for parts unknown.

Previously that evening, I’d asked him if it were ok if I didn’t take my purse or cell phone. My purse, akin to a duffel bag, causes old shoulders to ache. So, besides the clothes on my back, I carried nothing.

The clerk rang up my purchases.

“My husband scooted off to get something.”

“Ah, you don’t know where your husband is?” he asked in a sing-song voice.

Now, the store manager, a doppelganger for Viola Davis in How to Get Away with Murder yelled to my cashier, “Gupta, you’re on break. Go now.”

“She’s waiting on her husband to pay,” Gupta answered.

Viola swiveled her head surveying my miniature stuff, the gray recycling container and my car wash detergent.

I eased into the main broad corridor perpendicular to the aisles. The Indian clerk joined me. He looked around, squinted, and said, “So what was he looking for, your husband?”

“No idea,” I answered. I wondered if my better half had scampered to the bathroom. Or if he was lying somewhere struck down with a heart attack, or mugged – way in the back of the store out of security camera range. My mind ran wild with possibilities.

A balding, Ichabod Crane octogenarian hobbled down the corridor with a cane.

“Ma’am, ma’am!” called Gupta. “Is this your husband?”

Trying not to look horrified and pondering exactly how old I appeared without make-up, I replied, “NO!” Gupta began pacing up and down in front of me. I continued silently praying no one would approach the check-out because Gupta was the only cashier, and his register wasn’t cleared.

I heard a noise. A morbidly obese man with folds of fat lopping over the sides of a motorized scooter peeled around one corner and zoomed up another.

He pried open the box.

“Oh!” cried Gupta. “There’s your husband!”

He handed the receipt to my husband. “You are free to go.”

“NO! That’s not my husband!” I was beginning to think this foreign cashier had a fiendish sense of humor. At least, I hoped that was the case!

“So, why did an alarm go off?” I asked dubiously since I’d never heard any sound in the first place.

Then, Viola reappeared. “Gupta, you need to take your break!”

“Either of you have an iPhone?”

“We are still searching her husband.”

“He does,” I said, pointing at my husband.

“What’s his name?” Viola demanded. “I’ll page him.”

“They’ll set off alarms.”

I said his name loudly. Magically, he appeared hustling down the aisle.

Astonished, I blurted out, “You mean to tell me with the hundreds of folks with iPhones who cross this threshold each day that they trigger alarms, and you rush out to check each one?”

“Here he is!” I shouted. Gupta took up his residence behind the cash register. My husband handed him his credit card. We put the plastic bags of a million little things, the container and the car detergent into a buggy.

As we headed to exit, I murmured between gritted teeth, “Where were you? I was about to call 911!”

“I was looking for boxer shorts.”

“And you couldn’t find any?”

“Not the kind I like.”

When we moved to the final automatic sliding door, an old guy who resembled a Walmart greeter reached out his hand blocking us.

Nothing. Nada. Zilch.

He didn’t answer, but the young Hispanic couple behind me laughed.

We trudged to the car, looking like an old Ward and June Cleaver.

“Who’d have thought a simple jaunt to the local Walmart at 10 o’clock on a weeknight to pick up some wax and wash would garner so much excitement and such a cast of characters?”

“Yeah,” my tired hubby said.

“I think there’s a story in this adventure – somewhere.”

“An alarm went off. Got to check,” he mumbled.

“What?” I asked.

As luck, would have it, a line of curious onlookers queued behind us.

The geezer took our receipt and mentally clicked off all my junk with prices like 97 cents or $1.99.

“Is there anything in that container?” he inquired.

“Gee,” I said and had a sinking feeling because it never occurred to me that there would be something inside the box, and if there were, I prayed he’d realize that we didn’t hide it there.

Erika Hoffman

likes to record the profound moments of her life, but they are infrequent so she composes her stories about the funny moments of her life which occur most every day.

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Discontinued . . .

by Lisa Nelson

For a woman, it can take a lifetime to find that go-to lipstick. The one that makes her feel as though she can face any job interview, hot date or blistering break-up. The one that transforms her from ordinary to extraordinary with one creamy swipe across her lips.

I found mine the summer after my freshman year of college. My summer job was working at the snack counter of an old-style drugstore in my small town. Bored by the lack of customers, I would often sneak behind the make-up counter and peruse the latest shades of lip stains and nail polish. That’s when it happened – my first glimpse of Snow Cone Pink.

A large, illuminated photo hung above the counter. From it, a model with her blond haired head thrown back smiled down at me. Her mouth was painted in the most exquisite pink, highlighting the happiness which seemed to envelope her. She was out of place in that small town drugstore. Models with perfectly painted pouts belonged in Paris. I so wanted to be her, to have her happy French life, to sip a café au lait in Saint Germain and leave a little pink mark on my tasse de café. I was eighteen and in love with love, life, Paris and pink. I needed that lipstick.

I just knew that Snow Cone Pink, the most splendid shade of ethereal rose, had the power to transform me.

When I returned to college that fall, my boyfriend was mesmerized. I love your lips….that color. What is it? He remembered the name and referred to it often. “Here comes my Snow Cone Pink girl,” he would say. I vowed to never wear any other color.

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For years, I was obsessed with Snow Cone Pink and wore it everywhere.

To the interview which snagged my first job. To work where my high school students asked for its name.

To the grocery store where a clerk said it matched my bubble gum exactly.

On my wedding day with flowers to match it.

I had known that adult life would bring hardship, struggles and tragedies.

I was prepared for the shock of car accidents, the sudden deaths of loved ones and job crises. No one had bothered to warn me about the small changes that happen overnight and blindside you. So, you can imagine my horror when I entered my local drugstore to pick up a prescription and caught a glimpse of a sign cruelly declaring that Snow Cone Pink 205 was being discontinued along with a variety of other shades. Unfairly deemed passé, the Pink Paradise Collection was being replaced by a more subdued palette of rose colored concoctions.

Being proactive, I did the only thing that I could do. I scrambled to every drugstore in a 60 mile radius and jumped on every make-up website which carried it. I bought the very last tube available. In one week’s time, I had become a hoarder trying desperately to hide my pink stash from my husband. Every bathroom drawer became packed to capacity with the pink stuff which had become my addiction.

At that time, I still felt hopeful that the company would realize its poor judgment and decide to restock. Perhaps the company needed a little prodding.

S o, I p l ead e d shamelessly through a series of desperate e-mails.

-Please bring back Snow Cone Pink.

-Thank you for being a valued customer.

Un f o r t u n a t el y, Snow Cone Pink has been discontinued.

Perhaps you would like to try a shade from our new Lip Bouquet Collection?

- Thank you, but no. You don’t seem to understand. Snow Cone Pink is my signature color.

- We would like to recommend similar shades: Pretty in Pink and Pink Pastry - Thank you, but no. Pretty in Pink is too mauve, and Pink Pastry is too bland.

I don’t know how to put this in simpler terms…please bring back Snow Cone Pink. It is part of my identity.

- No response. (How rude!)

My treasure trove of Snow Cone Pink lasted roughly two years. I even used a special lipstick brush to dig out every last morsel of the final tube.

And then, one day…that was it…it was all over.

I finally came to the realization that it was necessary to accept change. With great reluctance, I settled on a nude color, Nearly Nude Neutral Matte 501, more beige than pink. I had to admit, it was more sophisticated than Snow Cone Pink had been. It was appropriate and suitable…just not magical.

Imagine, my glee, when years later, in 2015, I discovered that another brand had just launched new spring lip colors. Cotton Candy Pink was exactly the same color as Snow Cone Pink had been! It was an epiphany as strong as “Soylent Green is People!” “Cotton Candy Pink is Snow Cone Pink!” I was ecstatic and bought several tubes. All was well in the world again.

Yes, reality had hit. Hard. My pink past was officially over. The makeup marketers were not being cruel; they were keeping me from making a horrible mistake. They were prodding me forward into adulthood. They were giving me no choice but to move from girly frosty pink phase of life to neutral matte sophisticated womanhood.

Deflated, I wiped off my lips, but I saved one tube of Cotton Candy Pink aka Snow Cone Pink. Maybe I could use it with my Halloween costume in the fall.

The next morning, I looked down at my chipped coffee mug….er…. tasse de café and noticed that a neutral nude lipstick smudge adorned it. I walked to the hallway mirror and studied my reflection. Around my lips were small smile lines, but I didn’t wish them away. I actually kind of liked them. In the mirror was a woman who looked like she was experienced enough to have already sipped café au lait on a sidewalk café in Paris, like a woman who had secrets to tell yet more life to live.

The Snow Cone Pink girl gazed in awe at the neutral-lipped woman who smiled back from the mirror. Who was that woman in the looking glass?

She was not eighteen, but she was still in love with love and life and even Paris. She was the transformation of which the girl in the drugstore had once dreamed. She was the woman who no longer needed Snow Cone Pink to define her.

Reluctantly, I said my final goodbye to my frosty pink past. Then, I flew to my car and feverishly rushed to the drugstore to buy ten tubes of Nearly Nude Neutral Matte 501. I am after all, proactive.

I couldn’t wait to smear my lips with Cotton Candy Pink, but when I looked in the mirror, something had changed. In the tube, the formula was identical to Snow Cone Pink in every way, but on my lips, it looked, well, quite frosty. Still, I felt an immense relief as if being reunited with an old friend. I could hardly wait for my husband to arrive home to see if he could recognize that his Snow Cone Pink girl had been revived like a character from The Returned.

I smiled at him, giddily, when he walked through the front door. He looked at me strangely, “What’s up?”

I decided to wait until he mentioned my luscious lips. Hours passed.

I reapplied.

As we sat down to eat, my husband stared at me. Here it comes, I thought. The “You look ten years younger” or “I can’t put my finger on it, but you look especially beautiful tonight.”

When he finally noticed, he popped my pink bubble of happiness with one short quip, “Your lips look like a pink glow stick exploded in your mouth.”

Lisa Nelson

After graduating with a degree in business from Indiana University and earning her teaching certification from Hanover College, Lisa Nelson taught French and business courses at the high school level. She completed her TESOL certification from Transworld Schools in San Francisco and currently teaches English as a Second Language to Japanese students in her community. Lisa and her husband, Dave, love caring for their two rescued Golden Retrievers, Brick and Bronson.

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by Monica Vogel Like so many beachcombers these days...retired, recently relocated and “living the dream,” you find yourself with the design dilemma of combining coastal living with your personal style. Most of us have dreamt about finding our own little slice of heaven, imagining everything from the perfect view to the picket fence. However, for many, this transition is anything but heavenly. Perhaps your new home came partially furnished, or you downsized to just the minimum “must haves” with the thought of new home, new you! If you are finding the transition not nearly as easy, or as fun, as you thought–you are in good company.

The hardest part is done, you found the perfect home! Now, to make it perfect for you!

Start with your style: carefree, casual beach bungalow; romantic, cottage style; cool, contemporary chic; perhaps, farmhouse fresh. Next, choose a focal point–something that makes you happy, makes your heart soar when you see it – A beautiful armoire, a fabulous vintage pond boat, or even a great wall color. Now you have a starting point to build your room or a vignette around. This way you are not overwhelmed by the enormity of the project. I always love a mix of old and new, layering pieces that tell a story about me and my family. One sure way to get great results is to group like things together. Add a touch of whimsy, something unexpected, or a conversation piece.

Want to add a splash of color or the hottest trend? I always suggest keeping it simple, and adding it inexpensively, to avoid buyer’s remorse when the next hot trend comes along. Mix this season’s “must have” colors of blush, periwinkle, tangerine and chartreuse in quirky combinations. Organic fibers and neutral shades pair wonderfully with both painted furniture and natural wood. Remember, coastal living is much more than the traditional colors of white, red and blue. Bring the outdoors in with glass containers of shells, driftwood or beach rocks.

Herbal topiaries are a wonderful way to add fauna and fresh scents: think lavender, rosemary or mint.

Found a one of a kind, incredible piece? I always say go for it! Those great finds may only come along once in a blue moon. Thirty years later, I am loving the weathered 14’ flat bottom canoe even more now than I did at the shore. And that classic 1950s Coca Cola machine with the great graphics looks even better with our latest find – an iconic long board. For me, home should be the one place that makes you smile every time you turn the key! After all, there is no place like home!

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Kissing Frogs

by Michelle Paris

About a year after being widowed, my friends encouraged me to enter the terrifying and intimidating world of online dating.

“You’re so young and such a great catch,” they’d say. At forty, it was true I was looking at half a lifetime ahead of me. “If I were single, I would do it,” my married friends would add with what sounded like a tinge of envy in their voices. Really? Why do married people think mid-life cyber dating is so much fun? I doubt any of them would ever trade places with me. But still, I let their cheering and compliments plant the seed of hope that I would meet someone online who would save me from a lifetime of loneliness. To listen to people that have never tried it, you’d think online dating should be a breeze.

When my fear of being alone overpowered my fear of online dating, I set off looking for Prince Charming 2.0. I wrote a profile and selected pictures that didn’t make me look too fat. I couldn’t help but feel like I was advertising a used car – with a lot of miles, the interior a

little worn, but still sporting a decent paint job. Putting myself out there in search of love was a little exciting and a lot scary.

Within hours of posting my profile, I was sifting through “winks” and emails from prospective suitors. At first glance, I couldn’t believe my good fortune. Several men were getting to know me “virtually.” It was so different than when I dated before I was married. No noisy bar scene, just a keyboard and computer screen.

After weeding out those that were obviously trying to scam me or just looking for a hook up (and in some cases maybe both), I narrowed down my selection to one guy. His profile made him perfect: romantic, funny and a reality TV junkie – what more could a girl want?

Our email exchanges were inquisitive and flirty. As we got to know each other, we seemed to really connect. So, when he asked me out, I typed “YES!”

We decided to meet one Saturday evening at Chili’s. On my way there I recall thinking that maybe my friends were right – mid-life dating didn’t seem so bad.

An indication of how the date went is that I remember the chicken quesadilla but not his name. Shortly after meeting him, I knew he wasn’t “the one.” He was pleasant enough and looked like his picture, but there was something big missing from our date – chemistry. Much to my dismay, we had none.

I got a sinking feeling as I chatted nervously, telling my “go-to” funny stories, but got no reaction from him at all. Not even a half smile; not even a look of annoyance. Where was his cute and clever cyber personality? Where were the “LOLs” and the s? I was meeting an entirely different person than his profile and emails portrayed. Was I experiencing a true-life Cyrano?

Or more likely I was experiencing the lesser known late-in-life fairy tale – the one where the princess has wrinkles, Prince Charming is balding and the white stallion is swaybacked from all of their baggage.

During dinner, there were several awkward lulls in the conversation, and I fought the urge to feign illness or fake an emergency text. Afterward, I politely ended the date with a handshake and an internal sigh…and let his calls go into my voicemail for the next several days.

by some cruel act of fate, I was alone. Whenever I’d run into people I hadn’t seen in years, I could see the look of pity in their eyes when they learned I was widowed. “I’m so sorry” was often followed by “You’ll meet someone else.” But what if I didn’t want that? Was there something wrong with me? Hardly.

Dealing with the loss of a spouse is hard. Grief ebbs and flows, but it is always there. It takes resilience to create a new life and courage to want to live it. I was forced to be alone, and yet I was far from lonely. I am blessed to have many friends who love, support and enrich my life. While I know I can’t change what happened to my late husband; I can appreciate how it changed me.

I believe people come in and out of your life to help you grow and teach you lessons that are not always obvious. Kissing frogs taught me that it’s okay to be alone and that happiness isn’t contingent on loving anyone other than myself. The solitude gave me introspection that I wouldn’t have if I was all consumed in a relationship. I acknowledge I have strength, confidence, and independence that evaded me in my earlier years. I wouldn’t trade those traits for any man. I am content with my life and proud of the woman I’ve become…warts and all.

Undeterred by my first first-date in years, I refused to give up hope – believing a twist of fate and a stroke on the keyboard would bring me a happy ending. I went on date after date, and kissed a lot of frogs, as they say.

Near the end of my three-month online dating service subscription, I was in a Starbucks on a date with a non-descript accountant when it suddenly clicked: I wanted to be home alone, snuggled in a blanket watching Real Housewives of anywhere more than I wanted to be with him…or anyone else.

At that moment, in that Starbucks, I decided it would be my last first date for a while.

At first, embracing the concept was frightening. I was raised believing a woman is happiest when she’s half of a “we” or “us.”

When I was young, I hopped from relationship to relationship, never wanting to be alone, sometimes settling, and always feeling more secure when I had a man in my life. And now,

Michelle Paris

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We all have that friend…you know the one, she always shows up looking fabulous, whether you’re going to the gym or to a formal event. And she’s the one we want with us when we choose that all-important outfit for an important occasion.

Sasee asked three of these stylish women to talk about their personal fashion sense and share a few tips about how to always look your best!

Keri Smith Married with two small children and a full time job – these are the years when just being showered is an accomplishment.

Myrtle Beach native, Keri Smith, takes it all in stride and still manages to look fabulous every time she walks out of her Myrtle Beach home. A Sales Rep for Native Sons, selling screen printing and embroidery, the blond and beautiful Keri spends her days helping local businesses improve their image as well.

How would you describe your personal style?

I have always loved fashion – for the eight years I attended St. Andrews Catholic School I had to wear navy blue and white every single day! When I got out of there, I was so excited because I could wear whatever I wanted! To me, fashion is a form of creative expression – it’s very much like interior design, my other passion. My personal style is 75% classic and 25% fun – I like to look put together, but approachable.

I’m most comfortable in whatever makes me feel like the most confident version of me. My style icon is definitely Aerin Lauder, granddaughter of Estee Lauder. She doesn’t just dress with style – she lives her life with style.

What in your wardrobe could you not live without?

Blazers – I love a blazer, obviously more in the winter.

My favorite blazer colors are black and white, but white is probably my go-to when I can’t figure out what to wear. I even like them with formal dresses, and if I go out to dinner I can wear a blazer with a camisole and look great. As I’ve changed jobs through the years, my look has changed to match the job.

Now, at Native Sons, I can wear beach cool, casual clothing.

But, I still need to be professional sometimes and throwing a blazer over a tee shirt accomplishes that – it’s business and beach all in one.

How much time do you spend on hair and makeup on a typical day?

Very little, about 15 minutes – but there is a lot of prep work behind it.

I wash and blow dry my hair at night because my time is limited in the mornings. I add moisturizer, foundation, neutral eye shadow and mascara, plus I keep clear gloss in my purse to throw on right before I go to work.

Share one “beauty secret” with our readers I make my own dry shampoo with equal parts of corn starch and baking soda. Mix it together and use a clean powder brush to tap it onto your roots or wherever you need extra volume. Be sure to blend it really well – now you have extended the life of your blowout! A lot of people don’t like aerosol sprays, and this is very environmentally friendly. Plus, most women have baking soda and cornstarch in their cabinet. I love it – it’s great for after workouts.

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Kristen Bohan Beautiful, always impeccably dressed and a self described “glamour puss,” Kristen Bohan is much more than a pretty face and gorgeous clothes. She is a wife and mother to two beautiful children and a practicing psychologist with more than a decade of experience working with adolescent girls and women with eating disorders, body image issues, anxiety and depression. Kristen also founded Coastal Montessori Charter School in Pawleys Island and started a non-profit called TERMS, transforming her clinical practice into a prevention program that reached out to girls age 8-16 to teach them how girlhood is poorly portrayed in popular culture.

And she does it all while looking positively gorgeous!

How would you describe your personal style?

I love glamour. Unless I’m working out or going to the grocery store, I’m wearing a dress, lipstick, jewelry and high heels. When I was a kid my uncle would call me, “Hey Hollywood” because I wore giant sunglasses like a movie star. Later in undergrad, I remember friends asking, “Where are you going all dressed up?” And I would say, “To class.” Everyone would be wearing sweatpants and t-shirts with their hair in a messy bun, and I would show up for my 8:15 Philosophy 101 in a dress and heels with a French twist and pearls. These days you’ll see me watching my kids’ tennis matches in one of my (faux) fur coats. All of the other parents like to poke fun at me because, of course, I stand out among a sea of UnderArmour and North Face.

It’s OK. That’s my style and at 47 I can’t change. I feel both feminine and serious when I’m dressed. I also think it shows respect for the people you meet when you take the time to pull yourself together. If I had to name the style icons that define me it would be a little Jaclyn Smith (what girl growing up in the ‘80s didn’t love Charlie’s Angels?), a dose of Audrey Hepburn, plus a dash of Tory Burch.

What in your wardrobe could you not live without?

Dresses – I hate pants. They are uncomfortable. I have a closet full of dresses. Also platform wedges. I don’t care if they go out of style.

I am 5’2”. Stilettos are too uncomfortable, and I look terrible in any sort of flats.

How much time do you spend on hair and makeup on a typical day?

I can get it all done in 45 minutes, including a shower.

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Susan Seningen Model gorgeous and beautiful inside and out, Susan Seningen lives in Wachesaw Plantation in Murrells Inlet with her husband Ken... as well as their son Justin who is currently home for the summer before completing his degree in business at Clemson University.

The couple has two more children: Ryan who lives in Charleston, with his wife, Kate, and their two children; and Alex, who lives in Salt Lake City, with his wife, Carrie and their two children. Susan works as a stylist for Worth, a fashion company out of New York City.

Two years ago she was diagnosed with stage 4 Thymic cancer, which is an extremely rare form of this awful disease. During her chemotherapy and radiation, plus two relapses, Susan says she had so much support from friends, family and the community.

Today, this determined survivor is doing great! She loves her work, and getting out and about – her favorite activities include going out on their boat, festivals in Murrells Inlet and spending time with friends. Susan continues to get scans, shots and blood work every month, but her goal is to live a normal life in spite of her illness. Life with cancer is not new to Susan, as her son was diagnosed and successfully treated for Leukemia as a baby.

How would you describe your personal style?

My personal style is rather classic casual. I am basically a “jeans” girl, but I love nothing more than wearing one of my W By Worth stylish tops to add a splash of “wow!” And, nothing makes me feel better than slipping into one of my W By Worth dresses! I ALWAYS feel stylish, smart and sophisticated! You really can’t go wrong when you are wearing our clothing.

What in your wardrobe could you not live without?

I could not live without two things in my wardrobe: First, white t-shirts, white blouses and sweaters, and white jeans for summer. Pair those jeans with a pretty blouse and sandals, and you can go anywhere looking like a million dollars!

How much time do you spend on hair and makeup on a typical day?

My make-up routine is light and simple, but I do enjoy a little more dramatic look for evenings and special events. My hair used to be long and straight and required lots of time with the blow-dryer, hot rollers, etc. Now, after losing my hair after chemotherapy, it is so thick and VERY curly! I just put a little gel in my hair, shake my head and off I go! So simple and easy...not to mention a cute and more youthful look!

Share one “beauty secret” with our readers My one beauty tip for ALL women is “less is more” in all areas of fashion. Keep the makeup simple, your hair in good shape and ALWAYS wear nice clothes that are flattering and bring out the best in you!

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When being invited to a party or get-together, a gift for the hostess is a lovely way to thank them for their hospitality and is always appreciated.

You could take the easy way out and buy that same bottle of wine or bouquet of flowers from the grocery store, but with just a little thought, it could be a more personable gesture that will be remembered.

If I really don’t know the individual, I usually go for something consumable; an item they can use rather than display in their home, especially if I don’t know their style. Possibly a dip or cheeseball mix with a fun dip bowl and spreader, or maybe an entertaining piece like a cheese board or platter with homemade cookies – goodness knows we like to do our share of entertaining in the South! Products from the area are also a great gift idea such as locally made jams or jellies, honey, fruits, nuts or organic homemade soaps. Maybe put together a basket with homemade crusty bread, olive oils and spices. You could pair gourmet foods with some fun paper napkins or maybe even some monogrammed coasters or hand towels. If you decide on fresh flowers, a purchased vase would be a perfect compliment or there are so many faux plants, especially succulents or seasonal arrangements that look real and can be tucked into any corner of their home. My go-to is always a candle – try keeping the scent fresh and light so it will appeal to most people.

For a more personal gift or for someone whose style or decor is familiar to you, consider a decoration, maybe a festive table runner or seasonal potpourri in a nice dish. How about a clever or sentimental sign, picture frame or kitchen basket with mixing bowl, gadgets and towels coordinating with the hostess’s kitchen? Items for outside could also be considered, such as flower stakes, decorative citronella candles, fun melamine serving pieces or potted plants. Remember to take the time to tie a ribbon or tissue on the gift or put in a gift bag – this will add to the gesture. The gift doesn’t have to be elaborate or expensive, just a small token to show them your appreciation!

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A Father’s Day Fountain of Youth

by Jeffery Cohen

As Father’s Day draws near, like so many, I think about my Dad. I remember him to be a man of honor, courage and heart – a kind, loving father – but I have to admit, I didn’t always see him that way.

When I was a kid, I referred to my father as “my old man” – and I wasn’t kidding. Through a ten-year-old boy’s eyes, the guy was old, plain and simple. I’d lay awake in bed at night wishing for a young father, instead of one that was forty-two. Ancient, I thought. I dreamed of someone who was maybe just twice my age – a twenty-year-old guy – the kind who would ride me around town in a shiny red convertible. He and I would snack on bags of Cheese Doodles, wash them down with root beers and maybe even have a catch once in a while. But no matter how much I wished and prayed, I was stuck with “the old man.”

Let’s face it. He didn’t know anything as far as I was concerned – a real square. Take Elvis Presley for instance. Elvis was “The King,” and everyone knew it – everyone except my Dad. I could have recited every word of every song Elvis ever sang. I knew his favorite color, his favorite food, his birthday. My dad couldn’t even get his name right. He called him “Edsel Pretzel.” The old man’s speed was another old guy by the name of Sinatra. Said he was the greatest crooner that ever lived, whatever a crooner was. Then he’d tell this story of how they met in Pearl Harbor during the war and what a great guy “Old Blue Eyes” was in person. Now see? That’s what I mean. My old man was in World War ll! I read about that war in school. Can you believe it? My father in the history books. Talk about old.

At ten, all I cared about was growing sideburns, wearing black slacks and snapping my fingers. I tried to explain it to Dad as I sang him the lyrics of a rock-and-roll song I’d heard on my transistor radio. “Black slacks...they’re cool, Daddio...when you put ‘um on your ready to go!” The old man thought I was already ready to go...to my room.

I never expected that he’d understand cool fashion. Look at the way he dressed. Most of the time he wore gray cotton work pants and a plaid flannel shirt, just like what you’d expect from an old man, I thought.

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It wasn’t like I didn’t give him a fair chance. I tried to “young him up.” When my brothers and I slept out in the backyard on our first camping trip, I invited him to stay out with us. He sat around until about eleven tossing wood on the campfire and telling us ghost stories. Then he chickened out and headed inside with some excuse about having a bad back and not being able to sleep on the damp ground. More like an old back. I caught him sneaking out and checking

on us a couple of times that night. Just like an old man – a real worrywart.

“How about a catch,” I’d call as he dragged that old, tired body out of the car after work. He slipped a baseball mitt on a couple of times, and we tossed a hardball back and forth until I got clunked on the head from a pop fly he threw. That was the last catch we ever had. Guess he was afraid he’d break me.

I never thought the old man was much of an athlete when I was young. I did see him play in a company softball game once. He looked to be a pretty fair ball player. He actually knocked a fastball over the head of the center fielder. If he didn’t get that Charlie horse in his leg trying to stretch past third base, he might have wound up with a home-run. His teammates carried him off of the field. I figured it was because of that cramp and his rickety old bones. Turns out that his hit was what won the game for them.

I guessed that was pretty much the end of his ball playing career. Maybe a guy his age was better suited to watching baseball on TV rather than playing it, I wondered.

I eventually gave up trying to change him. I made my way through high school, college and then headed out into the world. Funny, but with every passing year that made me older, my Dad seemed to be just a bit younger than I’d remembered.

One warm Father’s Day, the old man and I got together. We were sitting around in our gray cotton pants and plaid flannel shirts with a bowl of Cheese Doodles, sipping a beer and watching the ball game. In the background, the stereo was playing a great new Frank Sinatra album I’d just picked up. As we talked about the family, politics, clothes, sports and even “The King’s” passing, (he still insisted on calling him Edsel Pretzel), the old man didn’t seem so old to me anymore. It was then that I realized I had gotten my childhood wish. I was thirty-two years old, and my Pop? He was just twice my age.

Jeffery Cohen

Freelance writer and newspaper columnist, Jeffery Cohen, has written for Sasee, Lifetime and Read, Learn, Write. He’s won awards in Women-On-Writing Contest, Vocabula’s Well Written Contest, National League of American Pen Women’s’ Keats Competition, Southern California Genealogy Competition, and Writer’s Weekly writing contest.

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Relocating to our beautiful coastal community is exciting and fun–and how you decorate your new home is important. A professional designer will use the five elements of design – space, light, color, texture and pattern – to achieve balance, harmony, proportion and scale.

First, evaluate your living quarters. You may want to get rid of items that don’t fit your needs or new home’s style. Then think about function.

Is that extra room going to be utilized more as a guest room or should it be made to be an office and a guest room using a pullout sofa and a desk? Keep in mind the value of the surfaces for the wear and tear. Consider the southern sun and the options available to you through many fabrics to decrease fading. There are so many fabrics now designed for home use that were once only available commercially. Fabrics now have top notch stain and sun repelling properties that will last for many years. I like to say decorate wisely not costly.

Don’t forget about outdoor living space. The beauty of the coast and its temperate climate make your outdoor living space just as important as your indoor space. Today, you can bring anything you use indoors to your outdoor room – decorate these areas just like the inside of your house, making the design flow from one area to another with good seating arrangements and a cohesive color palette. You will want to use fabrics in your outdoor space that are fade resistant, many of which are an olefin-based with a substantial longevity. We have a variety of these types of fabrics available at our store. There is no limit to what you can do – outdoor kitchen are very popular and there are all types of wonderful outdoor furniture – you may even want to add a television to the room. One fun idea is to put up outdoor draperies to cozy up your space. You can even buy hardware specifically designed to withstand the humidity and salt air.

One thing for certain – people living here on the coast make their homes an extension of their own unique style. The most gratifying compliment I hear from people I work with is “it’s exactly what I was looking for.” So stop in and let us help you find exactly what you are looking for ... large project or small. We look forward to it!

Linda recently opened Piedmont Springs Interiors, a retail fabric, furniture, home accessories, blinds and shutters design store. She started her interior design business in 1997 after completing a two year associate degree. After six years of operating her business, Linda opened her first drapery and bedding workroom in the upstate. Her second workroom opened in 2007 in Surfside Beach. When asked if she will ever slow down Linda says, “I hope never–I love what I do!” Stop in and meet Linda at 671 Jamestown Drive in Garden City.

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Pretty Chameleons

by Rose Ann Sinay

When my mother was eight months pregnant, my father flew to Japan which was to be our new military assignment. My mother and I had to wait until the baby was born before we could join him. I figured I would miss about two weeks of the coming school year. I was happy about that until I realized I would be the new girl, stared at and judged . . . again.

I sighed. I was nine years old and already felt the weight of constant change. I felt like a chameleon, always trying to fit in.

We rented one side of an old apartment house in Waco, Texas. It was sparsely furnished, but serviceable for the three months we were to stay. School was out for the summer, but no kids swarmed the neighborhood. Just old people who spent their days manicuring their tiny postage stamp yards. If our neighbors weren’t spreading fertilizer around their prize roses, they were watching – waiting for me to put one foot on their perfect lawns.

Vengefully, I speared my sneakered toe into their straight, green edging when they weren’t looking.

“That will teach the old farts,” a voice said from the window on the other side of our apartment house. “Come on in. I have a glass of milk, and some cookies right out of the oven.”

Mom had told me not to bother the other house tenant. She was old and probably needed her sleep. Mrs. Grammerly was short in stature with white curly hair and wire rimmed glasses. From the back, she looked like the perfect grandmother. But when she turned around, I had to look away. She had an ugly red/purple birthmark that covered a quarter of her face.

“Don’t stare,” Mom said. “It’s not polite.” But I couldn’t help it and tried to disappear whenever she was around.

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There was no avoiding the cookies and milk – or her – especially after she’d witnessed my crime. I walked to her side of the house. How was I going to keep my eyes off of her port wine stain, as mom called it.

“Door’s open,” she yelled before I had a chance to knock. I met her in the hall that smelled of baked treats, and stared at the floor. She wore bright white sneakers with laces tied in soft loopy bows. My gaze inched up to her blue dress covered with an equally white apron.

“You must be Rose. My name is Edith Grammerly.

You can call me Gram.”

Just look at her eyes, I told myself.

But I couldn’t; I immediately honed in on her birthmark.

Startled, I laughed out loud. She had outlined the edges of her scar, shaping them into a mouse with a big red nose.

She pointed to her cheek. “I hated it as a child. Now I like to think of it more as an accessory.” She saw my blank look. “Like a hat or a necklace. Something fun.”

Fun? I moved in to take a closer look. I had to admit it didn’t seem as scary. I ate her fig cookies and drank the milk. Figs covered the kitchen table and the counter.

I decided I hated figs with their gummy, seedy consistency, but I liked Mrs. Grammerly – Gram.

For the next two months, I ran over to Gram’s first thing in the morning.

Some mornings, her stain was covered with a four-leaf clover, a rabbit with big white teeth, or colorful flowers using eye liner, eye shadow and lipstick. Some days her mark was not decorated. I found I didn’t mind the “not” days at all. I collected figs from the trees in the back yard, and she cooked the peeled fruit in pots with lots of sugar. We made fig cookies, fig preserves and fig bread that she gave away (thankfully) to the Salvation Army.

My sister arrived earlier than expected, Gram moved into our side of the house to take care of me. After Mom and the baby came home from the hospital, our neighbor continued to come over every day to help. Some days she wore a painted baby bib or rose-colored booties on her face. I wasn’t sure if it was for our comfort or hers.

We were counting down the days when Dad would return to take us to our new home overseas. Mom was excited, but nervous. She bought a new dress and makeup, but instead of being happy, she sat at the table and cried. Her face was streaked with the wrong color foundation and blush. She said she didn’t look the same as before Dad left. Why…he wouldn’t recognize her, she sobbed.

I ran across the hall to get Gram. She gathered up a few supplies and laid them on our counter. They cleaned Mom’s face with cold cream applied a few strokes of a light tint and pressed powder. Mrs. Grammerly added her pink lipstick – the same one that had created pretty pictures on the old woman’s birthmark – to Mom’s lips and cheeks. Green eye shadow (that had colored Gram’s four leaf clover) was brushed on squinted eyelids. Mom looked in the mirror and smiled.

The day we left our apartment, our dear neighbor appeared with a bag of fig goodies for our trip. Her face was clean; her red skin glowed. It was a “not” day.

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“I was afraid my makeup would run,” she explained, her eyes filling with tears. That day she was completely herself, exposed and a little unsure.

“I like you this way the best,” I whispered kissing her cheek. Her slightly raised mark was as soft as the rest of her skin.

I still think of her all these years later. Gram taught me about makeup long before powder or lipstick ever touched my face. It wasn’t just about adding color, covering spots, or evening skin tone. It was about character and chameleons.

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Yodel Little Lady Who?

by Linda O’Connell

When I was six and Dad was six foot two, he jingled his pocket change to a tune in his own head, played the guitar by ear, his life by a hunch. He wasted time and every dime, sipped scalding coffee from a saucer and warbled songs about his little girl. He reared his head, raised his voice, and released a “Yodel-little-lady-who,” which I tried and tried, but never could do.

and my little brother’s bony elbow poked me in the ribs as “The Mother Road,” Old Route 66 hummed beneath us. Occasionally we hovered over our parents’ shoulders, picked at the cracked, green leather upholstery and whined for something to eat or drink. It took two days, but seemed to take forever to drive to the town where Dad’s younger brothers and their families lived.

On summer nights, Dad pulled out his guitar, slipped on his favorite tortoise shell ring, precious as his gold wedding band and invited neighbors into the backyard for a jam session. My brother and I watched fireflies light up the night and listened to Dad’s songs climb to the treetops.

Around noontime he stopped at a small grocery store. Dad strolled back to the car carrying a paper sack, plopped it between him and Mom, and continued along the highway through small towns, where laundry hung heavy on clothes lines and Golden Guernseys grazed in pastures.

He pulled into the nearest roadside park, and we kids bounded out, anxious to stretch our legs and run around. Seated at a granite picnic table, we watched Dad remove each item from the paper bag. Out came a quart of milk for us kids and a cream soda for Dad. Next, the soft, white Wonder Bread – not in a plastic bag with a twist tie, but in a white waxed wrapper, sporting red, yellow and blue circles and an advertising slogan, “Helps build strong bodies twelve ways.” I always wondered which parts of my body that bread was headed towards every time I took a bite. Dad carefully untied the twine on the white butcher paper and unwrapped a half pound stack of sliced bologna. He peeled the red rind, slathered our sandwiches with mustard and reached deep into the sack for a jar of baby gherkin sweet pickles. We crunched and munched potato chips with our sandwiches. Bananas were usually dessert. Then we were back on the road.

Every summer wanderlust struck Dad, an odd jobber, who worked on his own schedule. I could always tell when he had rambling fever. He would sit hunched forward on a kitchen chair, sip strong coffee, and with a knitted brow, tell me he was studying.

“What are you studying, Daddy?” I asked, wondering where his books were.

“Baby, I’m studying my life,” he’d say, which made no sense to me.

He’d sit there gazing off, wandering vicariously to where he’d been and where he wanted to go – California, where his oldest brother moved.

W hen Dad got the urge to travel, he told Mom to pack a bag, then tugged my mattress off my bed and tossed it into the back of his old, green, panel delivery truck.

Our family of four was on our way, somewhere, anywhere Dad’s rambling soul would take us.

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Mom read aloud the Burma Shave signs which displayed advertising slogans.

One line of a four verse stanza was hand painted on four individual signs, spaced at intervals along the highway. When read consecutively, they made sense.

Sometimes it was an adage that caused my parents to nod their heads in agreement:

Violets are blue Roses are pink On graves of those Who drive and drink. ~Burma Shave We drove through town after town, passing row after row of 1950s era motels. As dusk turned to night, I begged Dad to let us stay in one of those tiny cottages decorated like play houses. Instead, we did as many other motorists did back then. We slept on the side of the road, in the back of the panel truck. Dad stretched straight out with his head pointed due west like his soul was eager to go. Mom hugged the tire hump. My little brother and I curled against our parents and squirmed until we fell into a fitful sleep.

When the morning sun woke us, we headed for the nearest roadside diner where we ordered hotcakes to fill our “bread baskets” as Dad called our bellies. We took to the road until we arrived later that day at my dad’s youngest brother’s home. Soon after, my uncles and their older sons grabbed their guitars, and a jam session began. By evening, they moved from the living room to the front porch, where the guys of all ages strummed gospel songs, wailed Waylon’s tunes and harmonized Hank’s honky-tonks. I begged Dad to sing an old song, my favorite, that I was sure was about me: “I’ll sing you a song about my little girl...” When the guitars’ timbre climbed to the tree tops, my heart raced, and when Dad leaned his head back to yodel, I thought his melody surely circled the stars and slid right off the moon.

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Every year these days, we have a Father’s Day barbeque to celebrate my husband, Bill, a wonderful dad, step-father and grandpa. Our last family members leave as the sun is going down. After clean up, I sit down to rest and think about my own dad. His heart and soul was always headed west.

He made it there finally, but decided California was too fast-paced for him, so he settled in Nevada.

On Father’s Day, I look heavenward when the stars begin to twinkle. Old Route 66 wraps me up in childhood memories, and I travel back in time.

The roar of the road– a distant call– entices me. Heavy-lidded, I nod off, headed towards the sights and sounds of yesteryear. When I’m sure I’m alone I sing to myself, “Yodel little old lady me.”

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Travel in Style

by Alicia Hart, Beth Hart and Lindsay Kirby Vacations are fun and exciting, and everyone wants to look their very best. I am often asked how to accomplish this and the key is to pack well! We all know the stress that comes along with packing: Did I pack enough? Did I pack too much? Packing doesn’t have to be such a burden when you break it down into simple steps.

First, eight items will give you endless possibilities – when you pack the right items! With great travel lines out there, like Sympli Style, you can get away with less and travel stress-free in style. Choose a pant, a legging, and a skirt, then a tunic and a top, finished with a jacket, vest and shoes. Keep the colors simple and neutral – bring in color through your accessories and jewelry.

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• Pack a basic tunic and top – paired with a legging or pant, designed with Jersey fabric that skims your body will provide the perfect foundation for travel.

• Add a stylish piece, such as a vest, cardigan or chic duster length jacket to pull together the look.

• Wrap on a stylish scarf and you are all set to travel in style!

Versatility allows you to pack light. You can always dress your look up or down with accessories and the right pair of shoes. When packing and dressing for travel, keep it simple. It doesn’t have to be complicated.

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Don’t forget to pack a carry bag with necessities just in case your luggage is lost. You never know when it will come in handy. Pick a two piece Sympli outfit, lay it flat, fold in half and roll. Pack the roll inside your favorite pair of shoes. Throw in a blanket scarf, face mist, travel tooth brush and paste and you are ready to go!

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Dad, Chicken and Sparklers

by Susan Sundwall

Few things excited Dad more than an upcoming celebration. He had a great imagination and a sense of fun that permeated the air around us for weeks. Even for lesser celebrations he would enthuse. I learned how to pronounce Punxsutawney from Dad. Groundhog’s Day deserved at least that. He also delighted in reading candy hearts on Valentine’s Day. Any ordinary Saturday could be turned into a celebration if he was in a grilling mood.

Christmas loomed large as did Easter but, deep down I think Dad’s favorite celebration was the one that glories in the founding of this country. Dad was all about the Fourth of July.

Sometime early in June we kids – all seven of us – began scouting the fireworks stands. Where we lived they popped up on street corners, in grocery store parking lots and sometimes where there was nothing else but dirt the rest of the year. There wasn’t a lot of money to spare on fireworks but Dad made such a big deal about them we hardly noticed. He could make a small fountain that only lasted for ten seconds seem like Mt. Vesuvius. He also taught us how to write our names in the air with our sparklers. He’d laugh when the flying sparks made us blink and giggle as we held them at arm’s length.

And then there was the food. Dad was a barbeque aficionado of the highest order. Hamburgers and hot dogs were offered up to the grilling gods, but the specialty of the day was his famous lemon chicken. I still can’t replicate it. The charcoal was allowed to work until the briquettes glowed a gentle red. By the time the grill was ready the chicken had been bathing luxuriously in melted butter and fresh lemon juice for an hour or so. A touch of salt and a dash of pepper and onto the

grill it went. These crispy on the outside, juicy on the inside gems of meat were snagged up so fast that, if you weren’t standing there, plate in hand, when they came from the fire you might not get any. Sure, the side dishes and watermelon were awesome but, that chicken, wow. I get dewy eyed just thinking about it.

There was one year, though, when our Independence Day celebration faced great peril. Dad had bought the biggest box of fireworks we’d ever seen. A cardboard cradle filled with Roman candles, Piccolo Pete’s, colored fountains, rockets, flower pots and, of course, sparklers. It seemed to take forever for darkness to fall, and we kids were beyond excited when Dad finally allowed that the show could begin. He hauled the box of fireworks out onto the driveway. We elbowed each other jostling for position around it.

Then he had to go back into the house for something; probably a water bucket.

Now, here the story gets shaky because it involves guilt and dim recollections from childhood. But someone had the book of matches. The sisters still think it was a brother. And the brothers think the opposite. But whoever it was lit one of the matches and when it burned too low it got dropped – right into the box of fireworks. The ensuing chaos was a sight to behold.

Recalling from a distance of decades just how many of the rockets, fountains and sparklers went off is still being debated. I know for sure we didn’t set any roofs on fire, but it sure lit one under Dad. When he ran out to see what all the screaming was about, each kid ducked behind their cover story. Then, as the cradle of fireworks, our long awaited joy and delight, was doused by the garden hose we all wondered if fireworks were lost to us forever. Because that’s what Dad threatened.

“That’s it! This is the last year for fireworks!”

We shuffled back into the house shooting accusatory glares at each other. Mom hid out in the kitchen and gloom settled in. But as it turned out, on television that night, there was a re-run of Yankee Doodle Dandy, one of Dad’s favorite movies. As the story unfolded, some of Dad’s celebratory nature returned. He loved James Cagney, that song and dance man of old. Soon we were all chiming in with songs like “Give My Regards to Broadway” and “I’m a Yankee Doodle Dandy.”

I miss my dad. He truly understood what it meant to celebrate something. You give it your all because the thing you’re celebrating deserves it: An event, a person, a moment in history. Recall it with humility, joy, good food, friends, family and sometimes a sparkler.

Which, in case you’re wondering, we were able to have the year following the great peril. Dad recovered just as we knew he would.

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Ocean Isle Concert Series Fridays, 6:30-8pm. Museum of Coastal Carolina parking lot, E. Second St., Ocean Isle Beach, N.C. For more info, call 910-398-2538

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Aunique Boutique. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 16 B. Graham. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 10 Barbara’s Fine Gifts. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 29 Belk . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 13 Bleu . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 21 Bloomingails. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 20 Brightwater. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 9 Broadway Grand Prix . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 24 Brookgreen Gardens. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 11 Butler Lighting. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 47 Callahan’s of Calabash . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 3 Carolina Car Care . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 24 Carolina Gardens-Garden City. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 16 Charlotte Dermatology . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 11 Christopher’s Jewelers . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 29 The Citizens Bank. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 49 Coastal Collections. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 37 CoCo Salon. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 8 Details by Three Sisters. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 39 Doodlebugs . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 32 Dr. Grabeman. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 49 Dr. Sattele’s Rapid Weight Loss & Esthetic Centers. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 41 Eleanor Pitts. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 8 Freedom Readers. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 28 Going Coastal. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 13 Good Deed Goods . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 5 Grady’s Jewelers. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 20 Grand Strand Plastic Surgery . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 17 Home Couture. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 43 Homespun Crafters Mall. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 28 Hopeologist . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 43 Hospice Care of SC. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 20 The Joggling board . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 49 La Fayes Lamp & Lampshade Shop. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 32

The Lakes at Litchfield. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 51 Legacy Antiques . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 16 Litchfield Dance Arts Academy . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 24 Lower Cape Fear Hospice . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 7 LuLu’s Paw Boutique . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 42 M. Brooke Salon & Spa . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 47 Marion County Celebrates America . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 17 Myrtle Beach Estates. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 10 Nicole’s Consignment Boutique. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 44 Palmetto Ace . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 42 Paper Whites . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 28 Pawleys Island Wear . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 40 Perfect Fit . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 17 Piedmont Springs Interiors. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 33 Pure Compounding. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 42 Purpleologist . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 43 Resourceful Realty . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 16 Rose Arbor Fabrics. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 32 Sea Island Trading Co. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 2 Shades and Draperies. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 35 A Silver Shack. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 44 Spiritquest. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 21 Socialite. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 44 Sola Salon Studios. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 52 Strand Security. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 45 Studio 77. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 45 Take 2 Resale . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 45 Taylors Boutique. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 29 Taz . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 39 Thrive at Prince Creek. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 31 Two Sisters with Southern Charm. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 45 WEZV . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 50 Women in Philanthropy. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 38

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